Sitting alone with head in hand <br />Thinking about her life. <br />Wondering just how she lost it <br />She thought she was his wife. <br /> <br />How could he just up and leave <br />She never did him wrong. <br />Always faithful was she, but <br />Now she was all alone. <br /> <br />And down her face on they fell <br />They fall with pain and all. <br />Drip, drops all full of sadness <br />Now where did she belong? <br /> <br />Left without and without left <br />She turned to do the right. <br />Angel took what strength she had <br />And got back in the fight. <br /> <br />She put aside all those worries <br />About where her life was now. <br />And drummed up the courage <br />To do this act of frown. <br /> <br />Now her face they fall no more <br />Not with pain at all. <br />No more falling drip drops of sadness <br />She’s where she belongs. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />For taking the life that <br />She built herself around, <br />She took the one he <br />So loved and…. smiled about it. <br /> <br />Now he’s sits with head in hand <br />Thinking about his life. <br />Wondering just why he left it <br />Saying, “Oh I miss my wife”. <br /> <br />10/22/09<br /><br />Mrs. Vicious Demon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ballad-of-angel-s-tears/
